Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
May 30
but emotion flowers up
like blackened roses,
but never shadowed lilies.

Words are a force to be reckoned
and I forgot my own strength.

Honesty isn't always
the best policy.
I'd say it's funny how quickly things can change, but really, it's not. Sometimes it's scary. I'm afraid, deathly afraid and nervous. If I was a train, you could call me a train wreck.
Written by
Adrian  17/M/Wherever I May Roam.
(17/M/Wherever I May Roam.)   
         Gianna, Scorpio, wren, Shrika, Reyna and 5 others
Please log in to view and add comments on poems